Talk Too Much*

[Intro] Mustard on that beat, ho [Chorus] Talk too much, baby, put it in your mouth Says she's from the west coast, I love it better down the south (word, hey, hey, hey) [Verse] Say she rep the set though, flex though Say she fell in love with Death Row Back in 9-4 and I met her on the west coast She gets the best smoke I just really want your number What´s your metro? Girl, you know it's no vest, though For the blessed, though Valley outside, let's go Lot of money in my jeans Look light that passion Girl need knee pads, pass that ass, Steve Nash Girl, would you come and bounce that? Let me bounce that, I need it counted To help a nigga come and counter Need a bouncer To get you off me, how you bounce it? Let me drown in the pussy, wetter than a fountain Won't you put it in the rear for me, baby, mountain Smoking gas, need a firm and to put it out'cha Smoking on loud, they can't hear I know it's gon' know when she whisper in my ear [Chorus] Talk too much, baby put it in your mouth Says she's from the worst coast, I love it better down the south (word, hey, hey, hey, hey)